Sacred Island

"Reporting to the High Emissary, this group departed through the teleportation array an hour ago and headed for Gu Jin City on the Human and Monster races' border," the armored soldier leading the group hurriedly replied.

"Teleport me there!" The man in battle armor spoke as his figure appeared atop a teleportation array. Without another word, the leading armored soldier respectfully handed him a teleportation talisman, then began issuing orders to activate the array. As white light flared, the array's glow faded three breaths later, leaving it completely empty.

"Greetings, High Emissary." Inside Gu Jin City's teleportation tower, the soldiers saluted.

The man in battle armor stepped down from the platform. His divine sense spread out instantly as he began searching Gu Jin City.

"You ran quickly enough, but the humans have a saying: the monk may flee, but the temple remains. You dared kill my junior brother, Shi Tao. This debt will not be settled so easily!"

The armored man muttered coldly to himself, then returned to the teleportation platform.

Meanwhile, Zhang Tie and the others naturally knew nothing of this. They had already entered the territory of the Human and Monster races.

Along the way, Zhang Tie chatted pleasantly with the others and curiously asked about the Human race's standing among the myriad races of the Spirit Realm. With helpless expressions, they told him that the Human race was currently far too weak among the Spirit Realm's myriad races and had not even made it into the top hundred.

Zhang Tie was startled upon hearing this. He had originally assumed that the Human race would hold some standing in the Spirit Realm, but he had not expected it to be so pitifully weak.

The others went on to explain that the Human race had long been able to